That old damned house was built in 1967, by one man's vision and bartering. If he didn't know how to do it, he bartered. While he understood masonry, carpentry, plumbing, and roofing, they weren't his primary skills. He was however, an expert electrician. So he bartered. And that bartering built this house for him and his wife, Theresa.
I was just ten when I met him. I helped old man...
On a hot summer day, many years ago in my hometown of Massillon, Ohio, I was sitting with my mom in the kitchen. We were discussing something which I don't recall, but I'm sure that whatever the subject was it was not important. During the conversation someone knocked at the kitchen door. I jumped up and walked over and peered through the screened door. Standing...
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